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Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty-nine
Asher didn’t know how long he sat on the floor of the restroom with his back against the door until a knock caused the wood to vibrate against him.“Asher, let me in.” A deep male voice boomed from the other side.Jumping to his feet, Asher hurried over to the sink and cupped his hand under the rush of water, splashing it to wash the tears from his face.The knock sounded again, and Asher swallowed hard, knowing he couldn’t avoid his brother forever. After a hard look at his drawn reflection in the mirror, he croaked. “I didn’t lock it.” Behind him, the door opened and closed, and Asher sucked in a breath as Zane’s reflection appeared in the mirror. He screwed his eyes shut, trembling when a hand touched his shoulder. “Look at me.”“I’d rather not,” Asher said tightly. A box of glass cups with a “fragile” plaster around it couldn’t compare to how Asher felt at that moment. He was worn thin at the edges, and something horrible was building in his chest, a desperate need that was quic
Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty-Eight
After Asher had been embarrassed by Liam and Zane had come to his rescue, Asher had felt dazed. He stood there, eyes wide as the toy moved inside him, contributing absolutely nothing to the conversation around him, a little dazed and confused and overwhelmed, not just because of the toy in his ass, but because Zane was resting his hand on the small of his back.It was just a hand. A fucking hand.But Asher couldn't breathe. He kept wondering if everyone else could notice it. Was it strange? Did it look anything more than brotherly? It certainly didn't feel brotherly. He should move away. He should. Fuck he should!...Asher fucking couldn't. All of his senses seemed to be heightened, and in that same breath, everything else outside Zane was blurred and distant. Where were they now?Oh yes, they were taking photos after the absolute mess of the toast he gave earlier. Zane again had come to his rescue after increasing the intensity of the toy. The son of a bitch had forced him to thank h
Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty-Seven
As everyone finally settled into their personally allotted seat, the lights dimmed and a few seconds later, a golden spotlight hit Robert on the stage and he launched into a speech about the WestCare Group’s founding and legacy. Zane let the man drone on for the first few minutes, smirking darkly to himself when Asher kept squirming on his chair before discreetly stealing a glance at Zane. But he wasn't subtle at all. Zane could see every bead of sweat on his face as he tried to get used to the sensation of the bullet deep in his ass.Once he seemed to have gotten a hang of it and was now intently listening to their grandfather, Zane leaned back in his chair, whispering directly into Asher’s ear. “Don’t get too comfortable. I haven’t even touched the highest setting.”Asher stiffened and he shot Zane an insanely heated glare. Just as he opened his mouth to snap at him, the elegant Omega woman in a shimmering purple gown next to him leaned toward him and began chatting brightly about
Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty Six
The moment Zane stepped into the ballroom and his presence was announced by the man, every single head turned to the door, watching him make his late entrance. Some lips murmured his name, others simply fell silent, as though the building itself understood that the real heir had arrived.And Zane didn’t even bother looking at anyone else.His storm-blue gaze swept the heavily decorated hall, flicking past chandeliers that dripped with crystals and the catered buffet steaming with caviar-stuffed delicacies. His gaze even moved past the family members who meant absolutely nothing to him.Until they finally landed on Asher and right on cue, his finger moved in his pocket and he activated the vibrating butt plug.Immediately, his brother who seemed to be saying something clamped his lips shut as panic rippled across his perfect face, glass of champagne shaking ever so slightly as he tried to fight and hold it in.Zane’s cock twitched.He hadn’t even meant to be late tonight. But thanks to
Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty-Five
Asher was going to explode. This is not a fucking joke, Asher was one second close to combusting into a flaming hot rubble of panic. He stood in the center of the Tower Lounge ballroom, clutching a crystal glass of champagne in a death grip. There was a smile stuck to his face like a goddamn waxwork, and deep inside him, snugly fitted, was the vibrator sitting like a fucking time bomb. It hadn’t gone off... which somehow was worse. Because every moment it didn’t buzz was a fresh kind of torture. Every laugh he faked, every handshake, every glance toward the front double doors was laced with panic. Where the fuck was Zane? He wasn’t usually the type to care if his bastard of a half-brother showed up to these West family ego-fests. Hell, he used to relish the chance to talk shit behind his back and soak in the rare attention from old fogeys before they inevitably sniffed out Zane and began asking him about some cutting-edge experiment he was involved in at WestCare Research Cen
Taming His Alpha Brother Chapter Thirty Four
"I beg to differ." Zane's voice all but purred back at him, radiating mockery and heat. It set up flames all over Asher's skin, turning his breathing heavy. "I think the world would universally agree you're the sick one. Raping your brother when you fell in heat and then making him fuck you through your heat, every single time."The way Zane said the "Fuck" word was so filthy and erotic that Asher felt his cock turn rock hard, tenting up his pants. He had to bite his tongue to hold back a moan. Flustered, he began sputtering, his face going as red as a ripe tomato, and he yelled into his phone. "T-that's a fucking lie, Zane. I don't make you fuck me! You force me to submit to you and--and...""And doesn't it feel good, brother?" Zane drawled so sensually it felt he was whispering right into Asher's ears. Oh, how Asher hated whenever Zane called him brother if they were...you know...doing this... It felt so dirty and...and...gods, so hot. Asher's heart was beating so loudly he wondered
